I glanced over, now Pedro is looking at us.......Judy didn't bob her head up and down like most girls do with bj's....she was more a licker and kisser...and taster....and a whisperer..... All of a sudden , she kind of turns her face to the side and Pedro shoots his load all over her, mostly on her cheek....I knew her so well, I had seen this before....she knew what was coming, didn't want a whole mouthful, and she knew just how to manage that move. It looked as if she had a faceful of. Ellen asked, "Where are we? Why are we stopping?"Renee said, "This is where your healing starts. Come with us."A few minutes later the three of them sat with Dr. Eleanor Slarinsky, noted psychologist and author. What few people knew was that she specialized in cases of sexually abused women.Jim started, "Doctor, our friend Ellen is here at our behest. Tonight our stop is a surprise for her. She is a submissive, and has been abused in many ways as she can tell you better than we can. We are. O-okay," she stammered. "Just make sure you pull out, okay?"I grinned and lied. "Of course, baby," I said. "Wouldn't want any... accidents, would we?" I punctuated my sentence with a hard thrust that made her gasp and squirm. She shook her nead no. "Good girl," I said, patting her cheek. I leaned back and pulled up her legs, guiding her thighs around my waist. She relaxed, convinced that she was in for a nice, sweet fucking.Her moaning sigh was my trigger. I growled and grasped her thighs,. Worst of all, his penis, shrunk by those terrible drugs froma proud eight inches to a shameful two, poked out from his crotch,involuntarily erect. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'll try not to beso -- difficult." That's better. We're having company later and I want you behavinglike a proper young miss by then." "C... company? But I can't haveanyone see me like THIS." Upset made his voice even higher, almostcartoonishly so. He realized that he wasn't cooperating like he hadsaid he would. .